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Harrypottersmatchdouble · 02-28-2004, 10:23 PM

In my world I marry the people I love.
In My world i lost almost everything.
My world is my Imagination!

~I am myself,
In a world all my own.
Alone to face,
My dreams and thoughts.
Soon I will be in my world,
A world of Dreams,
Of thoughts,
Of my imagination.
I fear that if I lose it,
I will have nothing,
For it is all I have,
In this world.
It is my sancturary,
The only place I can go,
To escape a life of torture,
Of ridicule,
And despair.
Now that I have this,
I won't let it go,
No matter what,
No matter how weird,
Or abnormal I get,
I will always be who I am.~ Who I am.

These are Sigs from other Hp websites I wrote.Tell me what you think. :flowersmile:

ybbod · 02-29-2004, 07:38 AM

is bloody good Ash :flowersmile:

Harrypottersmatchdouble · 02-29-2004, 07:39 AM

Thanks Chris,I love the Avatar.

Harrypottersmatchdouble · 02-29-2004, 08:46 AM

:flowersmile: Me
~Nobody to listen to,
Nobody to hear,
Nobody to talk to,
Nobody is there
just me and my imagination to bear.
A thought to myself,
A dream that might soon melt,
away it goes,
Into another time or place,
Lost in a world beyond imagine,
Only I can bring back,
Through a thought or dream,
An imagination stayed intacted,
For always and unto eternity.
I will be alone,
To face myself,
In a world all my own.
That will never change,
For as long as I live,
I shall always be ME.~

Here's another,I hope you all like it. :sorcerer:

Harrypottersmatchdouble · 03-02-2004, 05:40 AM

Ok is anybody going to read my poems?If not I won't bother to post anymore. :ermsmile: :ermsmile: :/ :/

Harrypottersmatchdouble · 03-02-2004, 06:53 AM

Never mind!

Friendship

A friend is someone who is there for you,
Who makes you happy,
When you're depressed,
The very person who you can count on,
to always make you feel better.

A friend can be your angel,
An Angel that always knows what to say,
To do,
When you're feeling blue.

If you can find a friend,
That will be your Guardian angel,
You would have everything,
Something that is more valueable,
Then the riches in the world.

If you think of the worst day,
Of your life,
Ask yourself,
Did I have a friend,
Who was there for me,
In my time of need.
If there was that friend,
Then you know,
You have a true friend.

Friends come in every shape,
Size,
color,
And personality.
But nothing will matter,
Unless you have a friend,
that will be your guardian angel,
Your life will always be happy,
And cheerful,
Because you have,
A eternal FRIENDSHIP.

Poirot · 03-02-2004, 08:11 PM

Good Job, Ash. Can't wait to read more poems.

Harrypottersmatchdouble · 03-03-2004, 04:56 AM

LOVE

Why do I feel the way I feel,
Like there is a foul thing,
In the pit of my stomach,
It eats up my intestines,
And makes me feel horrible.

I don't know why I feel like this,
Why I feel like there is something there,
That I could hold on to.
You make me feel like this,
When you smile,
You laugh,
When you look at me,
And when you say,
or do those,
Amazing things to me.

I know that we could never be,
But I long to be near you,
To love you.
Your lover will never treat you like I do,
Won't be your friend,
when you need one,
Will never make you laugh,
To sing to you,
To Be there for you.

I promise to never leave you alone,
Never make you feel unwanted,
To be there for you,
In your time of need.
You are the one,
who makes me feel this way,
Makes me want to do,
What I've longed to do.

You are the only one,
That makes me feel this way,
Makes me feel happy,
Joyed,
Wonderful,
What I feel for you is LOVE.

I just wrote this so tell me what you think.

ybbod · 03-03-2004, 05:15 AM

Bloddy good babe... :flowersmile: I love all of them

Harrypottersmatchdouble · 03-03-2004, 06:01 AM

Hey Chris Out of curiosity,What do you think my Love Poem means cuz I'm trying to figure it out.

ybbod · 03-03-2004, 06:39 AM

Are you kidding me.... That is so beautiful Ashley :flowersmile: I love it

Harrypottersmatchdouble · 03-03-2004, 06:42 AM

I should tell you for some reason the friendship poem is kind of like you and me,but my last one I don't know ho I'm talking about.These poems just come out of nowhere

Thanks!

ybbod · 03-03-2004, 06:44 AM

Yeah I thought the same when I read it , and the love one , it's amazing

I love it so much

Harrypottersmatchdouble · 03-03-2004, 07:04 AM

So what do you think its talking about?

I really Am

I hate this,
The fact at how they treat me,
they treat me like dirt,
I hate it,
Its torture,
It makes me depressed.
Why must I be looked at like this,
Like I'm no one,
Why Can't I be loved,
by someone who is a good friend,
Loved as a good friend to them.

Why I am I looked like this,
Like I'm a traitor,
An outcasted,
As a Racist.

You only know me as these things,
But what am I really,
I'm not any of those things,
I'm a good friend,
I'll be ther for you,
when nobody else is,
I'm a good person,
I would never hold you for anything,
I'm a Dreamer,
I dream of wonderful things,
I'm a writer,
I write great things,
But most of all I'm me.

I hate it,
But I'll forget,
And forgive you,
As long as you will never look at me,
Like you used to,
Just be my friend,
And decided who I really am.

Merman · 03-03-2004, 10:45 PM

Very well done Great I fell of my chare

ybbod · 03-04-2004, 01:58 AM

Bloody good Ash :flowersmile:

Harrypottersmatchdouble · 03-04-2004, 07:53 AM

I have this other one,but I forgot it in my bag so I'll try to post it tomorrow,ok?

Hera · 03-04-2004, 11:01 AM

Oooo, go Ash, go Ash!
this is fantastic you really put emotion into it I love it please comtinue.
:flowersmile: xxx

Harrypottersmatchdouble · 03-06-2004, 04:45 AM

Measured

A person is not measured by strength,
By their Knowledge,
Or by their skills.
But by what is inside,
and Outside.
But by who they choose to be,
Who they want to be,
Measured by how they act,
Bywhat they do,
And how they treat others.
THey are measured by what they wear,
How they are looked as,
Measured by their gender or ancestry.
A person who is measured,
May start to wonder,
Who am I,
What am I.
Why me.
Who am I measured as,
What am I measured as,
Why am I being measured.
Then the person realizes,
They don't measure me,
Why should I care how they measure me,
I measure myself.
I measure myself by who I choose,
Who I want to be,
Who I really am.
I AM MEASURED AS ME!

Hope you all like it.

ybbod · 03-06-2004, 05:03 AM

I love it babe :flowersmile: is very good

Hera · 03-06-2004, 05:08 AM

thats fantastic :flowersmile:

Harrypottersmatchdouble · 03-08-2004, 04:40 AM

Hate

HAte is a disease,
A disease that can take,
over the body,
And once it has,
It is like a cancer.

Just like a cancer,
It can be deadly,
It would take alot of good,
To destroy it,
But even then it still can,
Come back.

Hate can be,
The very thing that can,
Destroy lives,
Tear families apart,
And kill all of humanity.

Look at every crime ever comitted,
Everyone has some form of hate it it,
Hate can come through violence,
And destuction.

Hate is Racism,
Greed,
Jealousy,
And contemption.

HAte is a terrible thing,
Everyone will experience it,
But if we keep it controlled,
We can save all we have,
Learn to love and Not HATE.